#( support: priam )

[fellmother]

{ ooc. In an ideal timeline Naeva is able to join the party in awakening after a paralogue just before chapter 22

And while a majority of her supports are serious or lore-heavy, she deserves at least a C-A chain support with Cherche where they're just gushing over Minerva and Arabella

Cherche deserves a friend to scream about wyverns with. Continue the wyvern matchmaking plotline from her support with Robin 👏 }

#♛⊱⦃ ⏤ {ooc.} ⦄⊰♛ #{tbd} #{listen.... ideally her non-robin/family-related supports would be panne cherche tharja henry chrom lucina} #{and the spotpass characters if we want to count them (minus priam)} #{the idea of naeva apologising to chrom/emmeryn for the situation she put Em in but not being sorry about killing their dad.... 😭}

[streets-in-paradise]

Paris: I have done nothing wrong,ever, in my life

Priam: I know this, and i love you

#paris of troy #king priam #troy incorrect quotes #troy 2004 #( specially valid for that version because priam constantly supports paris there) #orlando bloom #peter o toole

[childofaura]

All right, CYL voting is ON, and you know what that means!

Have fun, vote for whomever you want, make sure you vote every day,

AND

DON’T

HARASS

PEOPLE

FOR

THEIR

VOTE

OR

THE

FUCKING

VOICE

ACTORS!!!!!!

Now go forth everyone! I love you all no matter who you choose!

#Fire Emblem Heroes #FEH #Choose Your Legends #Personally I will continue to throw a vote for Shura and Priam as I always do #And unfortunately while I don't like Byleth in the women's division at least this means she's out this year #But just in case I threw a vote in for F!Shez #Gotta support my girl

[omoris-bar]

Who did you marry in Awakening

WHAT!? W-what kind of question is that!?

NO! You don't get to know! You don't get to know my S-Support!

#try asking less directly if you want the answer #or just keep asking if you wanna annoy him #haha #and no this isn't who I ship with Male Robin i picked Omori's S-Support based on Omori's character #not my personal awakening ships #also since I am gorl I S-Supported a male character #I married Priam! #but Omori married a girl character

[forrisen]

❰❰ TACKLE ❱❱ sender hugs the receiver so hard they almost fall over / do fall over

"ROBIN!"

Priam had a few moments mid charge to realize that perhaps he shouldn't challenge Robin to a spar on sight, and instead when in for a combative hug tackle. "Oof! Heh, alright there?"

self indulgent prompts — ( always accepting ! )

DAMN THE ACADEMY STRUCTURE for how narrow the hallway corners cut into the space.  by the time that robin hears the voice, moments quickly fade into seconds easily disposed of.  they jump at the sound, turning around with half the heart to yell out a somewhat respect concern of atmosphere and the only students behind them are ones whose attention has, too, been pressed onto their lonesome figure.  it’s quite inaccurate to assume that priam knew they were traveling down this specific hallway, at this specific time, but little is left to imagination when a look sideways connects just as easily as priam’s body against theirs.

robin’s scream   —   or, whatever noise that fell from their lips   —   is muffled immediately by priam’s shirt when the embrace tugs them forward.  awkwardly, of course, and uncomfortably so when momentum drives them to fall on the floor.  expected due to the height and build difference of the two.   (   despite the ache and irritation, you cannot bring yourself to dislike this, can you?  an ally’s trust oh so easy to manipulate one’s emotion.   )

thankfully, priam has shown progress in his attentiveness.  he lifts himself up just enough for robin to inhale correctly again, albeit with a stutter and strained breath.  not dazed enough from the contact between head and ground to hide the laugh that weakly comes out.

“   n-no, i’m not...   ”   yet said with an amused smile.  robin pats priam on the arm, rubbing their eye with the back of their opposite hand.   “   but thank you for the greeting?  i’m glad to see you again, priam.   ”

confusion does begin to simmer within their mind as priam gets up.  confusion of quite a few things.  priam’s presence here seems... odd, since robin doesn’t remember seeing him depart from the army and reconstruction.  though, all the same, they can’t find it in them to be shocked, only intrigued.  the only other factor that surprises them would be the normalcy of allowing students to throw their full weight upon professors in greeting... better that than a sudden clash of blades, they suppose.

“   to be fair,   ”   robin rises to sit up, rolling their shoulders slightly in hopes of relieving any ache.   “   i didn’t expect to see you here.   (   definitely not first thing in the morning.   )  though, uh... i trust that you’ve been wELL—?!   ”   in response to... whatever the hell was implied, priam takes robin’s hand and pulls them to their feet.  a bit roughly but the assistance is appreciated.  somewhat.

“   please remember our difference in size, priam...   ”

#〳◌ ⁀ « exchange memories » ( INBOX. ) #〳✩ « support tag » ( PRIAM. ) #radiantpriamos #{{ :pleading: WAAAA THEY'RE SO

[hatariqueen]

Priam & Nailah— C Support

Nailah: How odd. He reminds me of…

Priam: Ah! I wouldn’t try to sneak up on me while I’m training.

Nailah: Ha, this is just the first time I’ve been caught.

Priam: Really?

Nailah: Yes, I’ve watched you a few times. I know that sword. You don’t smell right, but the way you fight is similar to him.

Priam: What do you mean I don’t smell right? I suppose I might not be a direct descendent, but Ragnell is legitimate.

Nailah: Your sword’s roots have more weight that your own bloodline. You beorc are interesting.

Priam: I don’t aim to be Ike. I aim to be the strongest, even better than he is.

Nailah: Is that so? Ambitious.

Nailah: So why do you train alone? Surely others would help you grow.

Priam: Don’t mind the phrase, but I’m more of a lone wolf.

Nailah: It is an odd phrase. Not even wolves want to be alone. We work in packs, in teams. You could learn a lesson from that.

Priam: Hm.

Priam: Then would you do me the honor of a spar? Or would you like to get some back up first?

Nailah: Cocky, huh? Ha. We’ll see how long that lasts!

#ic #Priam support #about the muse #drabble

[amiti-art]

Troilus design! (ft best dad Apollo) He's around 12 years old here.

Researching Troilus' story is not an easy task because unfortunately most of the ancient texts focused on him didn't survive and others only survived in fragments.

This story is brutal even for greek mythology standards so please keep that in mind if you want to continue reading this or do more research on your own.

Something that all of the versions seems to agree on is that he was a Trojan prince, son of queen Hecuba and was killed by Achilles. His father was either Apollo or Priam (Apollo fits more with the context of the story though).

Most of the versions also focus on Troilus' young age and he's often shown to be visibly shorter than Achilles on the vase paintings depicting his death.

The most popular version of the myth (which is also supported by ancient vase paintings) states that Troilus and his sister Polyxena (she's not preset in every version though) went outside of Troy on their horses and while they were at a fountain Achilles ambushed them.

Achilles then chased Troilus who tried to hide inside of Apollo's temple (possibly seeking his father's protection) but Achilles caught up to him and murdered Troilus either inside or in front of the temple and then brutally mutilated his body.

There 2 alternative reasons given for the murder:

1. There was a prophecy which said that if Troilus reached 21 years of age Troy would never fall.

2. Achilles fell in love with Troilus, tried to force himself on him and was enraged when the boy refused his advances. (This version seems to have more surviving evidence)

It could also be that the only reason that Achilles killed Troilus was the fact that he was a Trojan prince and therefore an enemy but this does not seem to fit with the brutality of the act.

Here are some vase paintings that show Troilus' death at the hands of Achilles

#please correct me if anything in the text is inccorect. Like I said this was hard to research and I don't want to spread any misinformation #Troilus #Apollo #Achilles #trojan war #tagamemnon #greek panteon #greek myths #greek mythology #greek gods #character design #my art #children of apollo

[baejax-the-great]

Absolutely reeling.

So I knew that the origin of "Hector was a great man, moral, noble, better than all of the Greeks" began as Roman propaganda that somehow has made it to now, the year 2023, and is still taught to high school students.

What I did not know was why scholars shit on Achilles as vehemently as they did (and still do).

My copy of Fagles' translation of the Iliad has a preface by a different scholar who I'm not going to bother to name because he's an idiot (and idk probably dead at this point). I read the entire thing, absolutely baffled, because he would cite a part of the text (that I admittedly had not read yet! at all!), quote it, and then come to the most batshit interpretation based on that quote I had ever seen in my life. His general take was that Achilles was a sociopath who had no feelings for anyone other than himself and his own pride, and every action he took (until welcoming Priam into his hut) was done in service of that pride. To support this, he decided that Achilles did not see Patroclus as a person, but rather as an extension of himself, and thus someone injuring Patroclus was them injuring Achilles, and so he did not care about Patroclus, he only cared about his wounded pride.

Yeah.

That sounded wrong before reading the book, and while reading the book all i could think was, "Did we read the same fucking thing???" Put in context, those quotations still did not support his conclusions whatsoever.

But i cracked open Caroline Alexander's "The War That Killed Achilles" last night, and she solves this mystery of "Hector good, Achilles bad" for me right out the gate (which is good because so far I've only read the preface).

Western Europeans by and large learned about the Trojan war from Roman stories, which became fairly popular, and not the Iliad, which was not translated into French or English until centuries later. As mentioned, these were propaganda that cast the Trojans in a much better light than the Greeks because the Romans believed they were descended from Trojan refugees. This starts a trend that is still going on in scholarly circles as casting the Iliad as a war between "barbaric Greeks living in a shitty, lawless camp" vs "civilized, educated, weaving, real-wife-having Trojans," making the Iliad a tragedy in which Homer for some reason skewers his own people and their warlike culture as barbaric while propping up a dead, foreign city-state. This interpretation is still extant and was the postscript to another copy of the Iliad I have.

According to Alexander, scholars closer to Homer's time saw the entire war as a tragedy--both the destruction of Troy AND the destruction of the Greek army. While this is not covered in the Iliad, very few Greeks actually made it home after Troy. Some that did were then outcast (Teucer for example), some were murdered (bye, Agamemnon), some went on to create new kingdoms in other places (Diomedes), but by and large, there was no going home from that war. There was no great victory with all their loot. The entire thing was a disaster for both sides, spurred on by fickle gods.

Back to the more recent European interpretations of this story, one reason Hector ended up cast in such a "good" light, despite being a dumbass who wants to dishonor dead people just as badly as Achilles ever did, was in order to make Achilles look worse. Why was it important that Achilles becomes a villain in this story in which he is very much not a villain? Because Europeans were involved in so much war with each other and the rest of the world that a young, insubordinate man who criticizes his idiot of a commander, decides his life isn't worth throwing away for this war, and refuses to fight to sack a city was an affront to their values. Young men were to be obedient, follow their commanding officers, and colonize the world for queen and country. Achilles suggesting losing his life is not worth it to prop up Agamemnon's war is a dangerous precedent for all the good little soldiers needed to make their nations wealthy.

It's almost funny that these analyses propping up Troy as a beacon of civilization were made by people living in countries so bent on colonizing the world. They identified with the city being sacked and not the greedy sackers of said city, who they were much closer to. And Achilles, educated, morally rigid, emotional Achilles, is recast as a sociopathic asshole who doesn't care about anyone other than himself, unlike all of those other beacons of selflessness among the Greek leadership.

The tragedy of the Iliad is that Achilles is right, the war is pointless, Agamemnon did dishonor the shit out of him, and it doesn't matter because he's going to die in it anyway.

Frankly, given how badly his character has been interpreted for so long, I think the muses owe him an apology.

#the iliad #achilles #I have only read the preface of this book #hope yall like essays #writing essays at 6am and hoping they are grammatical #haven't even had my coffee yet my head is too full of achilles #also a hefty chunk of it was FRENCH propaganda like come ON

[tylermileslockett]

Cassandra's Lament"

Her monologue here in this play is incredibly powerful, and is an early example of the "mad speech," whereby a character performs a monologue of madness. (it made me immediately think of Ophelia's madness speech from Hamlet, and I wonder if the English bard was inspired by Aeschylus's speech for Cassandra here.

CASSANDRA was a "Pythia" (priestess of Apollo). She was also a daughter of King Priam of Troy. Apollo fell in love with her, and offered her the power of prophecy as an enticement. But after receiving the power, Cassandra rebuked Apollo, so the god added a curse to the gift, that her power of prophecy would never be believed by any mortal. There's a story of Cassandra being held at the palace of Troy in a pyramidal building away from the others, as she was always spouting inane prophecies, and thus, deemed mad. Is this one of the first literary examples of a character with mental illness? What's more, she tried to warn the trojans of many coming horrors, such as Paris absconding with Helen and the coming trojan war, but alas, she was dismissed as touched, and ignored. Unfortunately, things get worse for the poor girl. After the sack of Troy, "Ajax the lesser" rapes Cassandra in Athena's temple (which Enrages Athena, and will cause many Greeks problems on their return journeys). Cassandra is then taken as Agamemnon's concubine and taken back to Mycenae, where we pick up with her presently in the play, at the front of the palace door. Agamemnon has already entered the house, and Cassandra, prophesying the coming violence within the house, gives a chilling speech, lamenting her cursed fate, and attempting to warn the chorus of Clytemnestra's deadly plans for Agamemnon and Cassandra; but, as usual, to no avail; the chorus dismiss her fears as crazy babbling. Cassandra finally accepts her fate, and enters the house, walking to her death.

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#pagan #hellenism #greek mythology #tagamemnon #mythology tag #percyjackson #dark academia #greek #greekmyths #classical literature #percy jackon and the olympians #pjo #homer #iliad #classics #mythologyart #art #artists on tumblr #odyssey #literature #ancientworld #ancienthistory #ancient civilizations #ancientgreece #olympians #greekgods #agamemnon #troy #trojanwar

[littlesparklight]

so close to the end, so have this snippet.

"Hektor." Apollo tipped his cup and took a sip, gaze falling onto the gleaming nectar within. "Even if I hadn't known him before I came to glory in him for these past years, I always would have. But I've known him since he was a child - he and a companion of his were born on the same day as I call my own, the day my divine mother and sister brought me into the world when Eileithyia had finally been appeased and lured away from her mother's side. Polydamas I gave the clear-sightedness of knowing the paths and signs of birds and omens, for that was a fitting gift for the son of a priest of mine. Hektor I needed time for; before Kassandra and Helenos, the closest that family has brought out in augurs were Priam's oldest."

Pausing, Apollo cocked his head, glancing up to meet Hyacinthus' gaze. There was a curl of amusement in the corner of his.

"Perhaps I became too fond of listening to that child as he grew, for he was an ardent worshipper in the connection of our shared day of birth, and I could still find no fitting gift than my continued attention. He was earnest and gentle, someone I could see would be, and quickly became, a defender both of what I'd helped build and what was housed within. No great skill at the lyre or with poetry, and he preferred other weapons than the bow, but his company was… soothing."

"Soothing?"

Only part of this was what Hyacinthus had expected to hear. Even the parts he'd expected fitted ill to what he'd expected would be the whole those parts would fit into. He'd overheard Apollo talk about Admetos, about Kassandra, and Helenos. Knew how Apollo talked about him, both to him in their bed and to others. But there seemed to be no desire at all as he spoke of Hektor, though fondness was the beating heart found within each and every syllable.

"Soothing," Apollo agreed, taking another sip. Briefly, his expression was an open wound. "Not a son, not a lover, and I needed not be either of those things for or with him - I can see what my dearest sister find in companionship with her girls. He was a warrior, but a gentle one, and even before the war I'd begun to give him what I knew would serve him best, though it's a role I haven't exactly embodied until recently."

Apollo, not the poet or the hunter or even the plague bringer, but the rouser of armies.

Apollo of the bow, not in play or in search of sustenance, but the gleaming edge of bronze of an arrow nocked to find the heart of a man, a sword swung to kill, a spear thrown. Stormgod of the army, as the Trojans called him. In relief, in need, though not, as far as Hyacinthus had been able to tell, because of the hostility of Pallas Athena the sacker of cities, nor that of the more uncertain support of bronze Ares.

"So you gave him a helmet, with your own hands," Hyacinthus said slowly, thoughtful and understanding both, reaching out to stroke Apollo's knuckles of the hand he had clutched, and far tighter than it appeared by sight alone, around his kylix.

"I gave him a helmet," Apollo agreed, and threw back almost the whole contents of his cup in a single swallow.

#apollo #hyacinthus #hector of troy #lightart #took ages to decide what tack I wanted to take with Apollo and Hektor #and while lovers wouldn't be bad #I really like this #;) plus flirting with the versions where Hektor would've been Apollo's son lol

[godsofhumanity]

Review of Deities is such a great idea:

https://youtu.be/1D06PntL5kg?si=9tMZS3jECj2MW-mn

lol it'd be like this:

ZEUS | ⭐⭐⭐

"He got my daughter knocked up when I was specifically trying to keep her childless." - King Acrisius (⭐)

"Dad helped me out a lot with some tough tasks, and even got me a fast-pass to godhood in Olympus instead of staying in Hades forever. Step-mum was a bit of a letdown though. Would use again anyhow!" - Heracles (⭐⭐⭐⭐)

"A bit ambivalent when it came to supporting war efforts instigated by HIS OWN KIDS! Left a tribute and prayer and everything, but got left on read :/" - Hector (⭐⭐)

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ATHENA | ⭐⭐⭐⭐

"Very helpful even though she's a bit cryptic at times!" - Odysseus (⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐)

"Extremely sore loser." - Arachne (⭐)

"She's tough, but effective. Have to agree with another review though- I wish she'd be a bit less cryptic!" - Theseus (⭐⭐⭐⭐)

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DIONYSUS | ⭐⭐⭐⭐

"Terrible service. I had some problems with the service he gave and tried to give feedback-- he was utterly uncooperative. Tried to talk to the manager, but apparently there's no refunds!" - King Midas (⭐⭐)

"I'm too scared to give him anything less than 5 stars." - Pentheus (⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐)

"Very kind! Saved me from becoming a dolphin! My wife was very pleased about that lol." - Acoetes (⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐)

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ARES | ⭐

"Is this guy even a god. I beat his ass on the battlefield the other day LMFAOOOOO" - Diomedes (⭐)

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APOLLO | ⭐⭐⭐⭐

"Mostly good as long as you don't get entangled in a love triangle with him. Don't play sports with him :( Has a great eye for flower arrangements." - Hyacinth (⭐⭐⭐⭐)

"Helped us bring down the Achaeans' greatest warrior, and also protected my son's body multiple times. We lost the war, but I'm still grateful for the service. It's funny because a few of my sons looked a lot like him!" - King Priam (⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐)

"LEAVE ME ALONEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!" - Daphne (⭐)

#i had too much fun doing this #anon #anonymous #asks

[lesbianchemicalplant]

Home Office 213/926 or HO 213/926 is a Home Office file which records the secret deportation from the United Kingdom of thousands of seafarers to China in 1945 and 1946, permanently separating them from their families. It was officially entitled "Compulsory repatriation of undesirable Chinese seamen."[1]

[...] As soon as World War II ended, Blue Funnel Line reduced the wages of Chinese seamen to a level that it internally admitted was too low to live on. Chinese seamen were also barred from seeking employment ashore.[8] On 19 October 1945, two months after the end of the war, Courtenay Denis Carew Robinson, Assistant Under-Secretary of State for the Home Office, chaired a secret meeting at Whitehall, joined by representatives of the Foreign Office, the Ministry of War Transport, and the Liverpool City Police and immigration inspectorate. In the meeting, the Home Office finalised a policy titled "Compulsory repatriation of undesirable Chinese seamen," under a file designated HO 213/926.[9] The policy was kept secret in part because it was illegal, as only sailors who had been discharged due to criminal convictions could legally be deported, and only a tiny number of the seamen targeted for deportation had faced any charges during their time in the service. The Home Office had also internally acknowledged that even among the small number that had faced charges, minor gambling and opium offences were commonplace in dockside life and did not warrant deportation.[9] After the policy was finalised, Home Office officials, along with Liverpool Police, worked with shipping companies in the UK to arrest Chinese seamen and forcibly deported them to China. Some of the workers were forced to sign discharge papers that would have them discharged in China, with no way to return to the UK.[10] To deport the seamen, Blue Funnel modified some of its ships, including the steamships Diomed, Menelaus, Priam, Sarpedon and Theseus, installing makeshift bunks to hold the seamen who had been brought directly by the police. By the end of 1945, the police increased their efforts to round up remaining Chinese seamen, searching through homes in night raids and asking police chiefs elsewhere in the country to report any seamen. One immigration office memo stated that "It should not be difficult, if energetic steps are taken, to weed these out of the restaurant kitchens, laundries, etc." Deportations continued until at least December 1946.[9] In the War, many of the seamen based in Liverpool had settled in the city, falling in love and starting families with local women. Those families were neither notified of the deportations nor given any information as to the fates of the seamen, leaving many to assume that the seamen had simply abandoned them.[11] By mid-1946, rumours of the deportations had spread through the Liverpool community. The Liverpool Echo published a report under the headline "British Wives of Chinese." A group of the seamen's wives protested against the government that summer, stating that they were left destitute and that "we are left to live on public aid, charity and the help of our families."[12] However, the government refused to acknowledge the protest.[8] Labour MP Bessie Braddock wrote to the Home Office in support of the protesting wives, but was told that the deportations would continue since, if they didn't, "it might embarrass the immigration officer, Liverpool, the police and the shipping companies concerned."[9]

the british government denied this up until 2022

#uk #history #racism #colonialism #china #uk politics

[streets-in-paradise]

By Duty and Chance - Hector x (Fem) Reader

Troy (2004) Oneshot

Requested by Anon

" (...) Soo basically anything you write about Hector is gonna be greatt. But i was thinking maybe that hector and reader are in arranged marriage ( yk enemies to lovers) but they end up falling for each other. "

YES, YES, YES!! ( ok, I'm gonna calm myself down now).

Just because I'm a simp, the enemy vibe was reduced a bit and the core conflict happens more on them falling at different paces. She was once on the geopolitical enemy side, cause she is a greek, but the marriage happened as a first step of negociations with another greek kingdom acting as nexus before the peace mission in Sparta.

Warnings: arranged marriage, reader starts fancying Hector before he gets into her. Pre war, but it adresses the political situation going on in Greece at the start of the movie and includes mentions to some Iliad characters that weren't in it because she is from Pylos and the movie showed nothing of Nestor's kingdom.

Summary: Your concerted political marriage to Prince Hector of Troy starts as a total disaster. Ashamed of your growing interest on him while the sorrow of a lost love keeps him distant, you focus on proving him you are a fitting wife to deal with his domestical problems before the conclussion of the peace mission started with your union would signal your first political act together.

Back in Greece for a diplomatical trip to Sparta, you come across a souless marriage product of another arrangement and the impact of that meeting calls you to redefine your relationship.

Note: Inspired by the arranged marriage prompts by @creativepromptsforwriting

" My love for one person could never trump the love I have for my people."

Tags: @g-m-kaye @thorsslxve

Sailing away for marriage so nobody else would have to do it for war was a noble act, but you were given the most abnormal circunstancies for the development of the plan.

King Menelaus of Sparta had had finally convinced his brother of creating an alliance with Troy, but the sons of Atreus weren't trully well versed on the language of peace. For so, King Nestor of Pylos offered himself to start the arrangements hoping to accomplish better results. As the only of his daughters available for a political marriage, you were selected to represent the first collaborative gesture of the greeks.

Once Prince Hector of Troy would have made you his wife, he would be in optimal conditions to deal with the Atreides and pact peace as a royal with bonds to he land already established. You father and his were of similar ages, they knew and respected each other despite of standing in opposite sides of the world. It made perfect sense that you would be given to them as a good will present to start the negociations.

The journey was too long and the advice of Nestor was required by the mycenaeans for the ongoing war on Thesaly. Without him, Agamemnon wouldn't be able to persuade Achilles to do his part in the way it would be commanded for him to do. Since your father couldn't split himself in half to attend the needs of each king, the leadership on the diplomatical mission was given to one of your brothers. Antilochus, favorite of the king and your people, delivered you to Troy doing his best to provide a supportive company for you in the difficult time. However, knowing that your father wouldn't be there increased the transactive feeling of the situation.

It was all a bargain between nations, and you were an object being moved from one place to the other.

Bonded for the rest of your life to a man your parents didn't even bother in meeting face to face.

Fame spoke wonders of your future husband, so worthy of trust that your father felt relieved and genuinely happy when the news of Priam's acceptance for the proposal reached Pylos. Hector was claimed to be the sort of man that any father could want for his daughter, that all mothers would feel proud to call their new son, and any respectable lady would dream of marrying. You got sick of being congratulated for having to move to the opposite corner of the world for him. While they were celebrating, you were aware to be essentially loosing your family to live arround strangers for the future chance to share a throne you never wanted.

You hated it and you thought you hated him, untill you saw him for the first time.

Hector was the most handsome man you ever had the pleasure of laying eyes on, but he advanced towards you with the calm resignation of a man sentenced to death. He did a great job restricting himself to the formalities, but that was all. In fact, it could be said the meeting had subverted expectations. Charming him on that occasion was your task as the lady of the couple, but he managed to awake a bit of your interest without even trying. While Antilochus noticed how your complaining reduced after meeting your fiance, Paris was struggling to get a smile out of his brother by doing cassual jokes about your beauty.

Polite indiference was all you got from him, even in the day of your wedding. His kiss after sweeping off your veil felt like a handshake to seil the political deal. Logically, you weren't expecting him to hold any feelings for you, but stumbling with his coldness was frustrating. At least in a surface level, you were starting to like him, but you didn't want to humillate yourself trying to make him like you.

Nightfall brought the end of the first day of celebrations, and for the first time, you were meant to be all alone with him. Trojans had similar customs for their hymenaeus, only that the choir of girls following you with torches to light the way to the thalamus was more espectacular than what you would have pictured back in Greece.

It was a magnificent display, romantical sight that contrasted with what was about to happen in that bedchamber.

Lookwise, you were very proud of yourself once the maids finished to prepare you for him. You hair was perfect, your smooth skin impregnated with a delicious perfume, and the thin white nightgown you were wearing was the perfect balance between coverage and exposition of your body. Enough to guess what awaited underneath, but discrete enough to not present yourself naked in front of him.

The color simbolized the purity you were meant to give away for the prince's consumption in the consumation of the marriage. Many greeks would have claimed they wanted to switch places with him, it would have been a joke in the friend group of your brother if they would have seen your transformation and you chuckled to yourself thinking of that as you nervously awaited.

The arrival of your prince changed everything. Amazement of him was strong in your virginal perspective. His toned body was considerably more exposed than before, since he was then only wearing the skirt typically matching his armor, and the perfumed oil freshly applied was giving a subtle shine to his skin. You could have started to feel lucky despite your understandable nerves, if he wouldn't have appeared to be so unaffected by the sight of you in comparison.

A brief look and a smile from afar before proceeding to sit on his side of the bed was all he had for you while your eyes unwillingly feasted on his image. His feet were still touching the floor and he seemed absorbed in some contenplative thinking while staring at the opposite side of the room.

Desperate to break the awkwardness, you attempted to get his attention hoping to help him relax. As a start, you kneeled behind him to caress his neck an shoulders.

" This isn't working. " You commented in a friendly mock. " Normally, the woman is the doubtfull one and it's the man's work to talk her into it. "

Hector was perfectly able to feel the squeeze of your front against his back, how you played with him in a convincing performance of your duty as wife.

" We have to be married, but we don't have to pretend a passion for each other that is clearly not there. "

His warning didn't work to completely dissapoint you.

"I'm just trying to be nice." You excused yourself in a sweet tone. " If it works as consolation, I was the only option Pylos had to offer. I have seven brothers and two sisters: one is already married and the other one is twelve years old. Father convinced me to get here only so none of my brothers will ever have to fight you. "

That simple reference to your family life evoked something stronger than mercy. A memory of someone he loved.

Andromache was a princess and once a sister of seven brothers that had fallen in battle. The reminder that you were just trying to stop the same tragedy from falling upon yourself acted as small comfort for his crushed heart.

She would understand.

" It's not your fault, I accepted the sacrifice. " He vaguely explained. " … My love for one person could never trump the love I have for my people. "

In that simple sentence, he let you know there was someone else in his life before the arrangement and that was the cause of his distant demeanour.

You hugged him from behind with comforting gentleness.

" I was starting to wonder why the brave trojan warrior that almost all greeks fear to face seems so afraid of facing me. " You teased as reply. " Nobody would expect Hector of Troy to flee from the touch of his wife like he has never done for the strikes of the enemy. "

The provocation didn't cause the wanted effect, slnce he didn't mind to live up to his legend in the intimacy of the room.

" I think this is a space safe enough to leave my pride behind. "

He had a point, but he would have to listen yours.

" All I'm going to ask you is to accept you are stucked with me. It's not much, ladies all over the world pretend for husbands they don't like all the time. "

You gave up, collapsing on the matress to bitterly claim your side of the nuptial bed.

" … They fake ecstasy while the strangers on top of them lascerate their virgin insides with their careless thrusting. Women can hold their pain perfectly pretending it's pleasure. You, my friend? All you had to do was giving me a decent kiss for the public to cheer, and you couldn't even do that because you are just so heartbroken. Do you get the cruel irony here? "

Hector followed you, watching you closely as he meditated in your words.

" I have nothing to reproach, you were a flawless bride, but I broke a third fraction of my moral code today. This marriage confronted two of the three rules in it and I had to choose which one I could still follow: to defend my country, I had take a woman I don't love."

He approached a bit closer to kiss your forehead.

" I'll allways respect you, but ríght now I can't be the husband you expected. You have my word, I will do my best, but for a while I believe my company won't be much comforting. "

You turned arround so you could be the one avoiding him.

" I never said I wanted you, I just hoped we could resemble a marriage. "

That wasn't how things were supposed to be like. Despite you weren't a hopeless romantic, you never imagined you would end up with a man who didn't feel the most elemental attraction towards you. Lack of desire in an arranged marriage wasn't supposed to flow in that direction, but the other way arround.

A wife shouldn't be seeking the attention of an indifferent husband instead of commiting to his desires. That wasn't what you were prepared for, since you always guessed it would be expected of you to be sexually required even in a loveless marriage. Rabidly denying your discovered attraction for the heartbroken prince was all you could do to protect your pride after realizing you were useless to him on the most bassic function of your union.

During the week of partying you foud out you weren't the only greek struggling to capture the trojan sensibilities. Antilochus fancied the cousin of your husband, but the girl rejected his every attempt of flirting with frustrating disdain. Keeping the peace mission in mind, your marriage was the best possible outcome. If Briseis would have been to Pylos as your new sister in law instead, her attitude would have caused a political disaster.

The royalty of Troy habitated one strange reality in which their princess freely rejected men with amusing harshness while the youngest prince seduced the most beautifull women arround free of commitement during the celebrations for the heir prince being forced to marry you. It was as if Hector had to assume all the sacrifices so everyone else could live how they wanted. He was the warrior prince so Paris won't have to fight, he had lost the chance to marry the woman he wanted to get trapped with you in an arranged marriage so Briseis could remain a virgin as she had choosen.

The man was a sacrificial bull whose fate was never being questioned, as if he existed to save everyone else.

As his wife, at least in title, you were going to take his side. When the first voices of concern from his relatives started to raise given the obvious fact that he wasn't happy on his marriage, you were not afraid of speaking up.

" I have been going to the temple of Aphrodite every night to pray before reaching my bedchamber. " Briseis was once commenting to him, with sweet naivety. " We need a miracle, but I don't loose the hope for you. "

She meant well and you knew it, but you didn't care. Hector límited himself to thank her and smile, but you couldn't let it pass.

" How about some gratitude instead of your condescending prayers? Are you aware this could have ended up the other way arround, ríght? Under the rules of my world, you should have married my brother. Hector is stucked with me so you won't have to marry one of those warriors you look with pity. "

He couldn't believe what he had witnessed, and he felt relieved it was late enough after dinner for his father to have already retired to his bedchamber.

" You have no reason to scold her for seeking to comfort me. "

Briseis raised up from her seat.

" It's alright, cousin. I understand she is under a lot of pressure. "

If you would have to hear one more pityfull comment, anger would have made you burn on the spot.

" You wouldn't survive in Greece, girl! The life of wives there would slap you in the face and get you off your high horse. " You cutted her off. " Maybe your cousin knows it, and that's why I'm here. "

Paris almost choked in his struggle between drinking wine and stiffling chuckles, what made him an easy target.

" What's so amusing? In greek standards, you aren't even suitable for marriage. No father would give his daughter to a coward archer that only shows off his weapon for hunting. " You inmediately called him out. " I think you know that and marriage terrifies you. Charming the girls is way easier than proving their fathers that you are a man, and if the woman you sleep with is already married you don't even need to worry because the position is occupated. "

Hector slowed you down before your brutal honesty could bring chaos.

" What do you think you are doing?

" Being your wife. " You simply explained. " I couldn't help noticing that your family is a mess and I want to help you fix it. You need a rest, and some acknowledgement of your daily sacrifices ... not like any of them notice. "

The preoccupation sounded sincere and that impressed him. After all, he showed no early emotional investment in you justifying such loyalty.

" We like the mess, but thank you for trying."

For the first time since your wedding took place, Hector gave you a genuine smile expressing real complicity.

If not the wife he loved, he discovered you were at least willing to be a support in his domestic life that was different from the kind his family could provide. You were behaving exactly like your role and rank demmanded, only reproaching your surroundings because you two were the only ones submitted to such thankless pressure.

When Antilochus returned to Pylos with the crew that brought you to asian shores, Hector took the day off to be with you. The last reminiscense of your old home had left on that ship, so he conforted you by actively helping you to slowly build a new one. It was agreed that once you would be established, you would accompany him and his brother on a diplomatical tour bringing you back to Greece, but for that you had to be well adjusted to the new city and your husband.

Under that pretext he convinced himself for seeking to take you out in order to get to know you more. Excuses would pile up whenever he would decide to break the routine and show you some new wonder of his country you could experience together. The wound of his unfullfilled love story from the past remained fresh for a while, so he couldn't admit to himself that there was some interest for you already growing.

However, that didn't stop his father from trying to cassually interfere whenever he could against your mutual resistance.

Priam often approached you by himself to give you history lessons, advice, and all sort of support helping your cultural adaptation. He wanted you to autentically feel as his new daughter and, for the most, he was succeeding.

After one particularly stressfull morning Hector was returning to the section of the palace complex that belonged to both of you since the wedding and found you attending a visit of his father. The servants rushed to welcome him, but he commanded you shouldn't be disturbed.

The King of Troy was asking you news about the heroes emerging in Greece and you were storytelling for him.

" That is a complete misconception. " You were cheerfully correcting him. " Achilles isn't our strongest warrior, that's Ajax of Salamis. He is like a mountain made a man. So strong that a swing of his battle hammer can easily pierce shields."

Priam's curiosity got stronger after the correction.

" Rumours have come to my shores saying the Pelide is the greatest threat Greece has for my kingdom … What is then the cause of such notoriety? "

" He is the fastest: an hurricane bringing devastation wherever he is unleashed. " You completed the tale. " You will never see the lethal blow of Achilles coming before it's too late. King Agamemnon has conquered the majority of Greece by the edge of his sword, but they don't get along. The man holds loyalty to no country. "

The last part didn't surprise the king as much as it should.

" I guess greek heroes just can't compare to my son. "

His comment of pridefull parent purposedly encouraged you to ramble about the virtues of your spouse.

" At risk of ignoring some evidence, I think i will agree. Hector is the best warrior Troy has ever seen, but also a wise, noble, … magnificent man. Of such kind heart, and beautifull as an artwork of Apollo. "

You didn't realized of your mistake after delivering the last part of the sentence and covered your embarassement with laughter.

" … I'm so sorry! That was totally innapropiate!! "

Priam was smiling, easing you with his complicity as if you had given him exactly what he wanted to know.

" I can't blame you for rejoicing of your husband, that's how things should be. "

At that precise moment, Hector revealed himself to make you aware of his arrival.

" Most people would say Paris is the pretty one. "

Your shame was such that you would have wanted earth to swallow you.

" I was merely pointing out you perfectly fit the idea of masculine beauty preferred in Greece. "

" Are greek wives not allowed to like their husbands? " Priam teased you and glanced at his son with amusement. " I haven't visited the country in decades, but I was never aware of that. "

You tried to joke your way out of the situation.

" We are forbbiden from liking them in advance. "

Hector gave a few steps closer in your direction before replying.

" I'm not blind: I can perfectly see i'm married to a beautifull woman. "

Despite he had probably thought about that before, it was the first time he was saying it out loud.

The trip to Greece was a crucial point, not only for the mission started by your marriage, but but for your relationship on itself. It was meant to be structured in two phases. First, you were going to Sparta, where Menelaus would receive you and give you news of Nestor and Agamemnon. If the war against Thesaly was over and the rulers had returned to their kingdoms, you would continue travelling on land to visit Pylos. There, Hector would meet the rest of your family and your father would later accompany you to Mycenae for the hardest part of the tour. After Agamemnon would have accepted the terms of the concerted peace, you would return to Sparta and finish to settle the deal back where you started.

Frightening news for Troy was getting to hear Menelaus saying his brother had conquered the last corner of their country. Suddenly, Hector felt that the inconvenience of being married to a greek that was once a stranger seemed very small in the big scheme of things.

Only once he had the oportunity to dive into greek politics in person, the eldest trojan prince had fully realized what meant to be a son in law of Nestor. The eldest rulling king In the country was highly respected by everyone, and specially the Atreides. He was probably the onlyone whose opinion was completely trusted by Agamemnon, besides from his own brother, and that anecdotic detail was shared by the spartan king himself.

Relaxed on the political front, Hector found time to notice other things.

As intended welcome, Menelaus offered a great celebration that was an autentic show off his fortune. You were drinking, eating and dancing like you didn't properly do during your own wedding party. The promise you made when on the sea of keeping an eye on Paris so Hector could do the deals got sidelined by the mutual discovering going on between you and your husband. Too absorbed in each other to care, being an actual couple instead of an institutional facade.

For a brief instant that disrupted the cheer, he glanced at Helen quietly observing from her seat how everyone else had fun while her husband fooled arround careless of her. Then, Hector looked at you and realized how far you had made it together.

The woman he had in front wasn't the same he awkwardly danced with to keep the appearances on that farse of a wedding celebration. Lonely observant like the spartan queen, only daring to engage in the fun if dragged into it by her brother because she clearly felt she didn't belong there.

You have trully become his wife, his princess.

The realization came to him in the most unexpected moment, on a loud place very innapropiate to talk about feelings.

" Was that what you had in mind when you told me you wanted us to resemble a marriage?" He teased you in whispers, subtly pointing at the royal couple while purposedly leading you into taking a prudential distance from the dancing people. " I see them, and i'm so glad we didn't turn out like them."

It made you chuckle.

" It wasn't them specifically, more of an idea of how a loveless marriage works. "

Hector smirked and pulled you closer, attempting of letting you give in for a hug.

" I understand now what went wrong from the beggining. " He teased the reveal of his conclussion. " … You desired me that night, but noticed I didn't feel the same and that confused you. The uses of your home prepared you to give yourself to a man you wouldn't want, never to not be wanted. Or even less, to find yourself wanting the man rejecting you. It wasn't your fault, as it wasn't mine, but you closed yourself for self preservation after the embarassement you must have felt … And you shouldn't had to feel that way. "

You pressed one hand on his chest as a measure of distance.

" Is this some sick test, Hector?" You called him out, distrustfull. " I'm not the wife you wanted, so I should never want you. I can't do it, that's not how the world works. "

Hector grabbed your wrist softly, gesturally inciting you to accept him.

" Then our world is upside down, but that's fine." He calmed you. " I thought I was respecting the honor of my maiden bride, only to find out she was the one waiting for me. "

You groaned with exasperation, unsure of how to make him understand the real problem going way deeper than that failed episode.

" … You have no idea of how frustrating it is to love you knowing I will never match your lost love. "

The exposure of your hushed suffering made him feel a bit heartbroken for you, but you were also confessing your love for him and that was enough encouragement.

" We needed time … I was not ready to love you, but I am now. "

His metaphorical use of the phrase merged all the possible forms of love he was feeling into one. To make your amazement complete, he grabbed both of your cheeks so you won't be able to escape the passionate public kiss he once couldn't give you on the wedding.

No choir of singing girls guided your way to the bedchamber that time, but you were following Hector and your hearts were beating as one.

#troy 2004 #troy #hector of troy #eric bana #hector x reader #eric bana x reader

[real-fire-emblem-takes]

Priam is such a funny character to me for just existing.

1. People call him descendent of the radiant hero. Not himself.

2. Tellious, if canon to the Archina games, would be the start of the FE time line, making Ike's story equivalent to our worlds first, earliest story, Beowulf.

3. Him being used as proof for or against the gay ike subtext. In a game by different writers, a unit who is a street pass character, a unit with a single support.

4. The sword Ragnell and it's sister blade, Alondite canonically can be used by anyone.

5. In a world of magic, you don't think that there is magical conseption at this point through rituals? Hell even a suregt mother?

6. In FEH (Dubious source) Ike and Priam have their own conversations together in a past forging bond. Priam states he is trying to mold himself into a hero greater then the radiant hero from legends. You'd think you bring up in a conversation with your idol if you're related or not.

Like, dude was designed to be a call back to the most popular at the time FE character as Awakening was suppose to be the last game. The dude was built with fan service in mind plus to make the street pass trope of "They were dead? No look at them. All alive :)" break. And just all the theory crafting only for basic reading and knowledge of the Tellious lore would debunk all of it

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#fe #fire emblem #priam discourse #priam fire emblem #fe13 #fe awakening #fire emblem awakening #ike fire emblem

[warrenwaskilledbyadeer]

Alright this is my biggest unanswered question in Fire Emblem lore that I've been thinking about for like 8 years

Things that we know:

• Chrom and Lucina are Marth's descendants

• Priam is Ike's descendant

• Panne and Yarne are basically laguz

• They're all on Ylisse, previously Archanea

• Priam can't learn Aether

• Chrom and Lucina can learn Aether

• Ike can only S support with males

What does it mean?!?!?! What exactly are they implying with all this? Priam looks like Ike, acts fairly similar to Ike, has Ragnell for crying out loud, yet can't inherit his ancestor's trademark skill, yet Chrom and Lucina can!!

At the end of Tellius Series Ike disappears never to be seen again, it can easily be assumed that he went to Archanea considering all the evidence that we have, but how did laguz species end up there? And how does Ike even have descendants in the first place? Mist and Boyd could be an explanation, but if he never saw them again, how would their descendant get to Archanea??

After Awakening, Fates and Heroes, I'm assuming some sort of gateway exists between Tellius and Archanea that Ike discovered and then their worlds continued to use it to be in contact with each other (?) It makes a fair amount of sense, but I still don't know about the whole Aether business... I do believe Priam comes from Mist and Boyd's line which is why he can't inherit it, but why can Chrom and Lucina?!?! What.. what are the implications....

#just me rambling #i scream into the void #fire emblem #archanea #tellius #ylisse #fire emblem awakening #laguz #fe awakening #marth #chrom #lucina #priam fire emblem #ike fire emblen #archanea series #tellius series #fire emblem series

[iamabigbox]

TSH characters as characters from The Iliad bc they’re both engrained in my mind rn

Immediately went to Henry as Odysseus but only because of heir shared cunning and wit, I don’t really see any similarities in their personality other than being hated by any sane person. I also correlate him to Agamemnon only because of the king of king title but there’s no similarities in any other sense. I often see fics compare him to Achilles, which I suppose I see with the whole bloodlust and slaughter, plus their tendency to be full of rage (seen in Henry beating the shit out of that one guy and being so fed up with Bunny he killed him)

Richard as Diomedes since he was often partnered with Odysseus and supported one another (Richard helping Henry plan the mushrooms), the part where Odysseus almost betrays Dio by stabbing him in the back and Dio just being like ‘bro wtf’ just reminds me off them.

Bunny and Paris I feel is an obvious connect, they have similar vibes/personalities in my mind. Going with that, I suppose you could also see Henry being a bit like Hector (though I wouldn’t make a complete comparison due to Hector being loyal to his brother and Henry… not so much)

Camilla I feel could be compared to any of the women in the story due to us seeing her through Richard. She’s like Helen in the way he only desires her for her beauty, Cassandra in the way she’s not listed to by him, if you’re running with the Henry as Hector then she’s comparable to Andromache. Personally I associate her with Artemis, though I don’t rlly know how to say why. I also sort of compare her to Menelaus, though again I don’t really know why. (Sorry to any Camilla lovers reading this I feel like I have a very shallow grasping of her character)

Charles who I see as Palamedes (who isn’t in The Iliad but was present at the start of he war) due to him seeing through Odysseus’ tricks and that being his downfall, Charles probably had a greater understanding of Henry’s more morally corrupt side which did get him on Henry’s shit list (similarly to Palamedes and Odysseus). I also see him being similar to Sinon (who again I don’t think was relevant in the Iliad but has a greater role later in the war) who is Odysseus cousin and basically hated the guy but still worked with him to execute the Trojan horse plan.

We then have Francis who I once again have no idea who to put with. I feel the need to associate him with Patroclus due to his closeness with Achilles (Henry in this case) and Briseis (being Camilla in this case)

Julian is obviously Nestor/Priam: the wise old man who has a lot of influence over everyone

This was honestly a struggle I’m already bad at spelling so the names were kinda hard to spell off the top of my head. I feel like this rlly shows which characters I don’t have a full grasping off (I’m sorry Francis and Camilla I do love you I promise)

#this was really fun to do #you can definitely tell Odysseus and Henry are two of my faves though #the secret history #the iliad #henry winter #richard papen #bunny corcoran #camilla macaulay #charles macaulay #francis abernathy #julian morrow